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James Baldwin in 1955 & Joyce Bryant in 1953. Photographs by Carl Van Vechten.


Flowers for the Dead, Gerardo Castro


headed shading progress on my Eartha Kitt tattoo


if i don’t finish nanowrimo b/c i’m on tumblr right now i blame darlene and will never forgive her










There’s gonna be a revolution real soon. I can feel it.

I have a problem with them using AAVE and imitating black people. The use of AAVE here centers misogyny in the black community and I am wondering why they are not addressing the misogyny within their own communities. It makes a spectacle out of black life and highlights black misogyny as opposed to the kind originated from and perpetuated by white heteropatriarchy (or even their own communities.) You know the one that actually has power and informs society and the direction of their lives. That is the real danger for THESE women. NOT black men. And I highly doubt they are doing this for black women. The only time you will hear folks speak about something that affects black women is when they can appropriate struggles (that can result in violence for ACTUAL black women) and use black experiences as a stand in for worldwide societal problems, instead of having to evaluate and confront white bodies and their own DIRECTLY.

And no getting catcalled by black men a few times in your life does not give you the right to appropriate an actual lived experience by women and femmes in the black  community. People who are even more at risk, even more exposed to it, even more devalued by it, and whose bodies are seen as more deserving of it…People whose lives and the direction they take are often defined in large part by how the men in their community perceive and interact with them. 

Yea…I’ve heard the stereotype of the Black man catcall far too many times being used as evidence of the helpless non-Black lady being hungrily pursued by the big black beast….please fucking stop…but if I ever get catcalled, harassed, or sexually assaulted…my Black woman jezebel powers are to blame…fuck this shit…

Especially given the fact that white men will straight up catcall APIA women with the most fucked up shit, or say that shit straight to their face, so why the focus on AAVE to use as examples?  ”Me love you long time!” “Konnichi-wa!”, etc.  If you look up the sketchy yellow fever pick up sites/books, it’s white guys pushing it… so, why? 

Anti-Blackness abounds.

for the commentary

Seriously! I’m sick of this. I’m a (mostly) white girl who went to school with a lot of black guys, and let me tell you. They NEVER catcalled me. And it wasn’t really because they were all respectful either. It’s because we’re in the South and there’s a hell of a long history of black men getting beat down and murdered for catcalling a white woman. But white men felt like they could approve how how my ass looked in my jeans and make jungle fever jokes every damn day.

This, this, this. Though sometimes I think respect of certain types of womanhood does come into play and valuing them immediately as partners to be respected, but yes so much this….

for all the extra commentary. i do not have it for these fucks right now.

I’m reblogging this here for the commentary.

yes yes yes, and this especially “I have a problem with them using AAVE and imitating black people. The use of AAVE here centers misogyny in the black community and I am wondering why they are not addressing the misogyny within their own communities.”


Outfit: Ralph Lauren Tuxedo, DNA St. Louis snapback, G-Shock watch

Ryan Escobar


St. Louis, Missouri

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Nelly Agassi — from Palace of Tears, 2001

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